Chapter 1391: Fantasy Antique Shop Work Log 25

A child's wailing is the most annoying; they won't stop until they get what they like.

The woman hesitated for a while, then awkwardly asked Ying Wu Shu to bring over the bodhi lotus glass cup for her to look at.

"My kid is crying terribly; if he really likes it, just buy it."

Ying Wu Shu: "Alright, I'll go get it."

As he stood up, Jin Chen glanced at the constantly fussing boy, who still carried a hint of hostility and showed some impatience.

Very noisy!

Just throw it out.

The boy had been crying like thunder without rain, but being stared at by that gaze made him actually start to fear from the bottom of his heart, his wailing becoming more genuine, almost lifting the roof.

Jin Chen: "……"

Luo Qiu laughed bitterly: "So noisy."

"I feel the same." Gu Cun silently plugged his ears.

The woman looked quite embarrassed, her expression stiff, yet she couldn't be soothed at all.

Ying Wu Shu placed the glass cup before the boy, his gentle tone seeming able to soothe emotions.

The boy stared at the glass cup, then snatched it up, exclaiming, "Pretty! I want it!"

"Mom, buy it! I want it!"

The boy suddenly became obstinate and willful, using every means to pester the woman into buying the glass cup, his tender, chubby cheeks puffing out, his gaze looking surprisingly fierce.

"Mom!"

"Buy……"

The woman's expression looked somewhat exhausted, she asked the price with a bitter tone.

Ying Wu Shu looked at the boy and quoted the original price.

"What… this! This……"

It was obvious the woman hadn't expected that simply ducking into a shop to escape the rain would mean the items inside were so expensive.

Jin Chen flipped another page of the ancient book, then suddenly noticed the woman slowly rubbing inside her coat, as if she were pulling something out.

He set the book down, sat up a bit straighter, his broad shoulders blocking half of Ying Wu Shu's body, and said, "Do you want to buy it?"

"What? No… I can't afford it."

The woman's tone was quite unnatural, the inner pressure written on her face, she slowly pulled something from her coat pocket, like a cloth bag.

"You just said this place accepts barter; if possible, could you take a look at using this embroidery as an exchange? It's also an antique—I came today just to find a shop to check out."

Jin Chen fixed his gaze on the woman's darting, evasive eyes, reached out his hand, and said, "Let me see it."

The woman, however, glanced at Ying Wu Shu and said, "The embroidery is a family heirloom; I'd like… to show it to the boss, if that's alright?"

Jin Chen: "No."

The refusal was blunt and decisive.

The woman was stunned, choked up and didn't know how to respond.

Ying Wu Shu laughed: "This customer, it's fine—he knows antiques just as well as I do."

Although he was laughing, Ying Wu Shu was especially wary.

The woman was somewhat flustered, hesitating to hand it over, but the boy had already gotten the glass cup, playing with it to his heart's content, not even glancing at her.

Jin Chen tapped the tabletop, his tone slightly sinking: "Madam, what are you hesitating about?"

The woman gritted her teeth, forced a smile, and directly placed the cloth bag into Jin Chen's hand: "Then have a look."

"I hope I can exchange it for the glass cup."

She is obviously not a qualified actor.

Jin Chen thought, it was almost as if the bag's problems were written all over her face.

Jin Chen hesitated not, ripped open the bag, and almost in the instant the black mist surged upward, a talisman was slapped on, followed by a clear voice ringing out in perfect coordination.

"Seal the evil, conceal the darkness; the Dao follows nature."

Before the black mist could expend its force, Jin Chen and Ying Wu Shu exchanged a glance, then reached in and pulled out the object inside.

A short blade, pitch black all over.

If Ying Wu Shu had not been wary just now, opening the bag would have let the black mist engulf his seven apertures, and the short blade would have stabbed his brain.

Jin Chen's face darkened, he gripped the short blade hard and snapped it with his fingers, then kicked out with his leg.

"Ah!!"

The woman closed her eyes and screamed.

Yet the kettle, just half an inch away, would pour straight onto her, shattering the glass.

Even so, it was enough to frighten the woman and boy into silence, trembling.

"Wow, you jerk!! You actually hurt people!" Luo Qiu jumped up with a bounce, "I thought you were just trying to pull off a tyrant's combo meal!"

Gu Cun: "Unforgivable!"

Everyone was fierce, Jin Chen even more so—just his gaze could make one's heart tremble with fear.

The woman had never seen such a scene; holding the child in her arms, who looked completely unafraid, even with a fierce expression, suddenly burst into tears.

"I don't know… I don't know! Anyway… anyway, it's got nothing to do with us! If I don't do it, they won't let my kid go……"

Ying Wu Shu said slowly: "Your child looks like he doesn't really need anyone to let him off."

As the intended victim, Ying Wu Shu actually appeared calmer.

"Bad people! You're all bad people!"

The boy suddenly broke free from his mother's embrace, opened his mouth to bite Ying Wu Shu, but Jin Chen grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and lifted him up, snarling, "Move again and you'll get hit!"

Boy: "……"

All it takes is a moment to behave.

He burst into a wail but dared not make a sound, sniffling and struggling.

The Main Gate was struck again, thumping.

But this time the sound was very regular, not like it was made by hand.

Luo Qiu and Gu Cun restrained the woman; Ying Wu Shu wanted to go open the door, but Jin Chen took his hand, saying, "I'll go."

Ying Wu Shu turned his head and saw the boy being controlled by a talisman, floating in midair, frightening him to the point of nearly fainting.

He couldn't help but laugh, letting Jin Chen lead him to open the door.

The wind bell chimed suddenly; outside the threshold of the Spirit Clear Ford, a man's corpse was bound with hemp rope and nailed beneath the signboard, battered by the fierce wind.

The knocking sound just now was just the sound of the face, toes, and body striking.

Ying Wu Shu paused, looking at the corpse drifting aimlessly, and said blankly, "What's the point of doing this…"

The corpse died a violent death, yet did not become a ghost.

Was it just to scare them?

The heavy rain continued to pour down.

Ahhh!!!

The woman suddenly broke free of Luo Qiu's restraints, rushed over and lunged at the corpse, her eyes red, shouting, "Husband! Husband, wake up!"

The woman's voice was desperate, her terror turning into an unusually sharp scream as she pointed at Ying Wu Shu and cursed, "It's all your fault! You killed my husband!"

Her eyes were blood-red, her hatred and fear having no outlet, she clung to the man's corpse and wept bitterly.

Ying Wu Shu exclaimed in surprise, "When did I kill your husband?"

Who would have thought the woman wouldn't listen to anything at all, wildly beating against the accumulated rainwater, shouting, "Someone help! Murder! Murder!! The boss of the Spirit Clear Ford committed murder!"

Luo Qiu rushed over, saying, "Hey! Don't shout!"

The sharp voice was especially clear even in the heavy rain; many neighbors and opposite shopkeepers came out, seeing the corpse they were first frightened, then they all chattered.

Yin and Yang extremes, reverse the cycle, arise.

Jin Chen set up a barrier, using the ginkgo tree as a shield, enveloping the corpse and the entire Spirit Clear Ford within.

"Leave it to me." Jin Chen gently stroked Ying Wu Shu's hair, "Go explain to the neighbors."

Ying Wu Shu let out a soft sigh, "They're coming for me; this has happened before."

"Then I should take care of it all the more." Jin Chen said, feeling justified.

Ying Wu Shu smiled inopportunely, a warm comfort in his heart, "All right."

Regardless, it's rare to not have to bear the burden alone and relax.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -5, total 15!】